独りのみ眺めて散りぬ梅の花
知るばかりなる人は訪ひ来ず
知るばかりなる人は訪ひ来ず
- Roma-ji
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Hitori nomi nagamete chirinu ume no hana shiru bakari naru hito wa toi kozu
- English Translation
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Alone, only I
gazed at them, and they have gone
the plum's flowers fell
and no one who knows enough
to know them came to visit
- Meaning
- I looked at them alone, and they fell: the plum blossoms. No one who could have appreciated them ever came.
- Commentary
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Book One Spring Poems I 54
Headnote: topic unknown.
This poem closes the run on plum. Where the fifty-first invited a visitor, here the flowers fall with no one having come, so that an invitation and its failure answer each other. The headnote gives no topic and nothing is known of the circumstances.
Hachijoin no Takakura was a lady-in-waiting and poet in the service of Princess Shoshi, known as Hachijoin, a daughter of Emperor Toba. Her dates are not recorded.
The time is the fall of the plum; the place is the poet's own dwelling.
The occasion of composition is not recorded.
A limiting particle in the first line gives the sense of by myself alone, and the poem opens on solitude.
The second line means that they fell while she was still looking at them; the perfect auxiliary marks the thing as already over.
The third line names the object and closes the upper half.
The fourth line describes a person who would have understood the flowers' worth, using a word of degree.
The poem ends flatly on a negative. Saigyo's fifty-first poem called someone to come; this one ends with no one coming. Invitation and absence stand side by side, and the run on plum closes with the visitor never arriving.
- Author
- Hachijoin no Takakura
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
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- Though this day I gazed should become a thing long past do not forget me you plum tree at my eaves' edge do not ever let me go
- Once it has fallen only the fragrance is left and as if the plum were still there, over my sleeve the wind of the spring blows on
- Neither shining out nor clouding wholly over on a night of spring nothing is a match for it the moon of a misted night
- A pale, shallow green the blossoms too hazing there into a single thing, and dimly to be seen the moon of a night of spring